Nia is clueless as to how Bryce manage to bring her home with a wheelchair.
She's very uncomfortable sitting on it while all the passersby judgemental eyes were on her until they reached the parking lot.
The doctor recommended for her not to think deeply of anything for two whole weeks to avoid stress and not to wash her hair because the fresh wound might open up--the water may came inside her brain and it will decay in less than a year that can cause her death.
She still wants to live. She wants to explore, experience adventure and travel--with Bryce if possible.
"Why are you smiling while staring at your hands? Care to tell me what is interesting there?", his brows were in a thin line together while his eyes shows he's oblivious of her thoughts.
Nia rolled her eyes and murmured to herself, "I thought women are the only busybody."
The wheelchair stopped in front of the elevator abruptly.
"What? I heard something about busybody? Who?"